Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1887-05-14

In kind Of rhythmical speech that ran some
thing ns follows.
Thou art my chosen--I have waited for thee from
the beginning
Thou art very beautiful Who hath hair like unto
thee. or skin 50 whItef
Who hath so strong an armf Who Is 30 much
mani
Thine eyes are tho sky, and the light In them Is
the stars.
Thou art perfect and OF happy face, ard my
heart turned itself toward thee.
Ay, when mine eyes fell On thee I did desire
thee
And hold thee fast, lest harm should come unto
thee.
Ay, did cover thine head with mine hair, lostthe
sun should strike II;
And altogether was l thine, and thou vast alto
gether NINE
And so 1t went for little space, till limo was In
labor with an evil Day;
And then what befell upon that day. Alas my
beloved. l know notl
But l., saw thee no more-I, was lost in the
backness.
Ana she who is stronger did take thee; ay, she
who is fairer than Ustane
Yet didst thou turn and callupon me, and let thine
eyes wander In the darkness
But, nevertheless, she prevailed by beauty, and
led thee down horrible places;
And then, ah! then, my beloved
Here this extraordinary woman broke of
her speech or chant. which was so much musi-
cal gibberish TO us, for all we understood of
what shc was driving at, and seemed to fix
her flashing eyes upon the deep shadow be-
fore her. All In moment they acquired
vacant, terrified stare, as though they were
trying to realize some half seen horror. She
lifted her hand from Leo's head and pointed
Into the darkness. We all looked, and could
see nothing; but she saw something, or
thought she did, and something evidently
that affected even her iron nerves, for, with
out another sound, down she fell senseless be-
tween us.
Leo, who was growing really attached to
this remarkable young person, was in great
state OF alarm and distress, and /, to be per-
feetly candid, was in condition not far re-
moved from superstitous fear. The whole
scene was an uncanny one
Presently, however, she recovered, and sat
up with an extraordinary convulsive shudder.
"What didst thou mean, Ustanep asked
Leo. who, thanks to years of tuition, spoke
Arabic very prottily.
"Nay, my chosen" she answered, with
little forced laugh, al did but sing unto thee
after the fashion Of my people. Surely,
meant nothing. How could speak of that
which is not yotP
sand what didst thou see, Ustane" asked,
looking her sharply in the face.
may" she answered again; II saw naught.
Ask me not what l saw. Why should
fright ye" And then turning to Leo with a
look OF the most utter Tenderness that over
saw upon the face Of woman, civilized or
savage, she took his head between her hands
and kissed him on tho forehead as mother
might. "When l am gone from thee, my
chosen; when at night thou stretchest out
thine hand and canst not find me, then
shouldst thou think at times Of me, for Of o
truth love thee well, though DO not fit to
WISH thy feet. And now lot us love and take
that which Is given us and BIO happy, for III
the grave there is no love and no warmth, nor
any touching of the lips. Nothing perchance,
or perchance but bitter memories Of what
might have been. Tonight tho hours are GU;
own; how know we to whom they shall be
long tomorrow
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